She started riding my dick like a pro. Rupali kept riding my dick until Mamta caught us red-handed. The bedroom was on the ground floor, and we forgot...to close the curtains.Mamta said, “Now I really want to fuck him.”Rupali, who wanted to save her reputation, said, “Ok, Mamta. Take him after I finish.” Mamta looked at me and said, “I will be on the kitchen balcony. See you there,” and she left.Now, I took control and started fucking Rupali, and she was enjoying it. Rupali and I kept kissing,. One of them just so happened to own a dive bar in Sparta that the young lady was already more than familiar with. She arranged to meet the select few at the bar, told her parents she was studying at a friends' and headed out for the evening. Her sandals clapped against the cracked paving slabs as she wandered down the dark high street. Dressed appropriately for the warm Georgia spring evening, but a good sight more modestly than the other women that occupied the town, Kayla bore little. As she dropped it, the contents spilled out on the floor. As she stooped down to pick up the papers, Brian got a quick glance down the front of her blouse. As he bent over to help her pick up her folder, he got a clear view at her lacey, cotton bra which slightly revealed the tops of her perfectly shaped tits. "She's hot for a 40+ married woman" he thought. He definitely liked what he saw, but unfortunately, he stared a little too long and Liz caught him staring down her blouse. As she stood. "I giggled.And then I had an aha moment. I realized, right there, at that moment,that I was gay. It hit me, just like that. I am a male, albeitfeminine-acting and dressing, and I've made love to and been fucked byanother male, one demonstrating all the textbook qualities of themasculine.So I was gay. I'd discovered myself.That's the best present Santa gave me.Myself.He looked at me, smiling in a proud way."Santa is gay," I said, slowly, matter-of-factly, "and now I know that sois.